Chapter 115 - A Very Unhappy Teacher Qiao (1/2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Teacher Qiao’s fans were all stunned; they couldn’t believe this video! However, they had no choice but to accept; they could not find Teacher Qiao anymore.
They couldn’t tag Teacher Qiao in their fans’ chatting platforms while Teacher Qiao did not reply to any private messages. The individuals who managed Teacher Qiao and had his number tried to call it but realized the call could not be connected.
Evidently, this was akin to beating a fast retreat and becoming a scaredy-cat.
All the fans were flummoxed to the point of anger, from anger to disappointment, and from disappointment to becoming calm again… where they suddenly became quiet. Teacher Qiao’s bizarre act was indeed worth praising; it had given this April’s Fools Day an additional color.
However, everyone soon realized that this wasn’t the end!
On the various established video websites, many content creators all started to do recommendation videos for Game Designer! Furthermore, these videos were rather disgusting. There was a difference in them. However, this difference was only restricted to the caption of the video, the editing technique, and artistic resources used… as well as the content creator’s voice.
All the videos’ wording was the same: it was a mixture of Chinese and English; even slurping and gulping sounds could be heard!
All the fans who watched these videos broke down.
What the heck was this?!
Although these were content creators with a certain amount of influence, they had actually traversed gaming, otomad, lifestyle, digital, technological; all various areas. It covered a huge array of aspects. Furthermore, their captions were all different; one might accidentally click on one of these videos!
Once players clicked and saw the familiar starting picture, their hearts would instantly skip a beat, having a premonition about what was going to happen.
Indeed, after each content creator’s standard opening line, the sponsored partnership advertisement would start in-your-face!
“Its name is Game Designer. G-A-M-E, game, game designer!”
“Awesome1!”
After seeing two or three consecutive videos of the same thing, many people realized that they had been brainwashed. Their brains were filled with ‘Uh-oh, awesome, slurp, gulp’…
1All these content creators also—without exception—chose to disappear immediately and act dead. Of course, they would! Once this video was out—knowing that they were going to be scolded bloody, who dared to stand out and withstand the fury of their fans?
They could only let their fans vent in the comments section and wait for things to subside; they would then act as if nothing had happened.
Indeed, just as Pei Qian had predicted, all these sponsored partnership videos had been criticized badly!
All these sponsored partnerships had very low viewership while the comments sections could not be looked at. Once many people clicked into the advertisements and saw how badly things were going in the comments section, they would not bother to watch it anymore!
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In the office…
Pei Qian was scrolling through the sponsored partnerships videos as he checked on the response from viewers and viewership.
En, everything was according to his plan!
He had spent so much money finding so many content creators. These advertising videos had been cast aside by the viewers, and viewership couldn’t increase by much. It didn’t even achieve any positive publicity at all.
This was great!
Restricting the content of what all these creators could say had been a good idea! Pei Qian knew that all these content creators were very talented. If he allowed them to use their brain juices freely, what would happen if another The Lonely Desert Road success came along?
Hence, he had decided that everyone would use the same script; he was not going to let them bring any positive feelings to gamers. Pei Qian was very pleased; half of his plan was already a success!
Next would be to see the response from gamers!
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In a rented apartment…
Qiao Liang lay on his bed as he looked at the tens of missed calls on his cell phone; he felt a little lost, and that life held no meaning. Ah, it was indeed hard to make black-hearted money1!
He didn’t even dare to open his fans chatting platform. Even if he used his legs to think, he knew what the situation would be like in them. The more he thought about it, the more he felt he had suffered a loss and the angrier he became.
Ah! He regretted it so badly!
Ten thousand yuan was indeed a very generous offer; it had actually blinded him. He had thought that earning this ten thousand yuan from a sponsored video would make himself happy. However, after Qiao Liang lay in bed for a long time, he did not feel that way at all.
Even when he played games, those felt meaningless; also, cup noodles no longer smelled that good.